Looting from Douluo

This is a bright office, with an old man sitting behind a large desk. His neat soul master clothes and the standard three-sword symbol on his body show that he is a battle soul master at the level of a great soul master. .1kanshu

"Yuntao, what are you doing here? What are those two little guys behind you doing?"

"Master Matthew Nuo, they are here for advanced identification and soul power level determination."

"Yes." Master Matthew Nuo stopped the pen in his hand, looked at the two of them in surprise, seemed to have thought of something, and sighed after a long time.

"This must be the innate soul power of the two people from the same village you mentioned. They are really formidable."

"Come with me, the test needs to be carried out in the Wuhun laboratory." Master Matthew Nuo stood up and led a few people to the Wuhun laboratory.

Tang San walked to the center of the marking pattern on the ground and stood still, raised his right hand, concentrated and calmed down, the internal force of Xuantian Kung Fu combined with the heat brought by the Blue Silver Grass spirit slowly gushed out from the palm of his hand.

Thick blue-silver grass leaves swarmed out, sagging to the ground in an instant, a bright century-old mandala snake spirit ring rose from Tang San's feet, moving up and down with his body as the center.

Matthew Nuo originally had a gentle smile on his face, but when he saw the blue silver grass pouring out of Tang San's palm, his expression turned into astonishment, "This, this is the blue silver grass"

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Tang San's spirit power test was turbulent, firstly, his martial spirit was too special, and secondly, it was because of the master's relationship.

It was also at this time that Tang San realized the gap between the master and the Spirit Hall, and even his sense of the Spirit Hall was also reduced a lot.

"It's a pity, it's a pity..." Master Matthew Nuo sighed several times, not knowing whether it was because Tang San's martial spirit was blue silver grass or something else...

"It's your turn, little guy. Your martial soul is the weapon martial soul called Zhu Xian, right?" Master Matthew Nuo looked at Lin Fan with a strange look in his eyes. Another innate soul with full soul power. Nowadays, geniuses are so useless. Is it valuable?

Lin Fan stood on top of the soul array, and then summoned his martial soul - Zhu Xian.

The soul ring of the Flame Lion King that has lasted for more than six hundred years shines like a circle of gold. The soul ring rises from his feet, shining brightly, and moves up and down his body.

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"Let's test the soul power level next." After confirming that Lin Fan had the first soul ring, Master Matthew Nuo handed the yellow crystal ball to Zhao Xuan.

Almost at the moment of contact, the crystal ball started to sparkle with light, even faster and brighter than Tang San!

Master Matthew Nuo and Su Yuntao stared wide-eyed, watching the crystal ball gradually accumulate more than half of the brilliance.

"Level ten...nineteen!" Their jaws almost dropped. He murmured, "Is this a monster? Or has the world changed? Geniuses are so worthless. I can tolerate a Blue Silver Grass martial spirit with level soul power. Now here comes another one with level at the age of six." Such a monster, will God still allow people to live?"

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On the street outside the Wuhun Palace, Lin Fan escaped from the old man Matthew Nuo's questioning and persuasion, "Why is the Wuhun Palace so good, and the resources are such and such preferential treatment for geniuses."

Lin Fan didn't know how many times he complained in his heart, but it was only once when he saw her! But after leaving the Wuhun Palace, I still wanted to say, "P, do you think I'm stupid? The Wuhun Palace is already rotten internally, okay! It will be destroyed in a few years, and they want me to die thousands of miles away, but there is no way..." "

Lin Fan cursed secretly for a while before feeling relieved.

Only then did Lin Fan see Tang San staring straight at the blacksmith shop. Lin Fan was speechless, "Is this the inertia of the plot? In this plot, it seems that Tang San went to blacksmith to make money, and when he walked to an important place, he hammered there."

Thinking about how Tang San couldn't live without his feet when he saw a blacksmith shop after coming out, Lin Fan still looked depressed and said, "Xiao San, why do you like blacksmithing so much?"

Tang San replied, "Practice."

"I suck..."

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Just like that, Lin Fan returned to school alone. Before he could rush to reply to the master, Lin Fan could hear the discussions of several students.

"Those work-study students really overestimated themselves. They actually wanted to challenge Boss Xiao, who is in the sixth grade. It is estimated that it will be difficult to see work-study students in class tomorrow."

After asking a few senior students about their location, Lin Fan hurried to the back of the academy.

Back mountain.

"Wang Sheng, go ahead and defeat him!" The work-study students, led by Xiao Wu, cheered for Wang Sheng who was fighting on the field.

Wang Shengzheng dodged in embarrassment on the field, he couldn't help showing a wry smile when he heard Xiao Wu's voice, and hurriedly blocked the opponent's long stick Wuhun with his arms.

"hiss."

The long stick hit his forearm firmly, causing him to gasp in pain. My little dance sister, there are weapons on the other side!

Before breaking through to a soul master, the beast martial soul can only enjoy the physical feedback brought by some martial souls, and cannot perform operations such as possession that can greatly improve various body functions. Facing the weapon martial soul, it can only A scene of passive beating.

"Wang Sheng! What are you doing! Come on!" Sister Xiaowu waved her delicate little fist and shouted dissatisfiedly towards Wang Sheng.

"Little rabbit, how can he fight us with a mere beast soul that has not yet broken through as a soul master? If you want me to say, you should be my pet obediently."

While Boss Xiao shouted, he couldn't help but jump when he saw the bruises on Wang Shengdong's eyes here and there. It wasn't because he was kind-hearted, but because he was afraid that Wang Sheng would be beaten up.

"Ha, just because you want to take Sister Xiaowu as your pet, aren't you afraid? If you are afraid, kowtow twice and recognize Sister Xiaowu as the boss, Sister Xiaowu will let you go." Sister Xiaowu said. He curled his lips and said unforgivingly.

"A little girl with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth." Boss Xiao gritted his teeth, and the little girl across from her was young but had a poisonous mouth.

"Wang Sheng is a bit miserable. It seems that Miss Xiao Wu is going to play in person."

Xiao Wu couldn't help frowning when she saw Wang Sheng's miserable situation, no wonder the work-students were always bullied, so many people on the opposite side just came out and Wang Sheng couldn't stand it.

Miss Xiao Wu rolled up her sleeves, and when she was about to flex her arms and legs to teach the other party a lesson, a familiar voice came from afar.

"I heard you can fight here. Am I late?" A figure ran towards a place far away from everyone, with a very ugly expression on his face.

For Lin Fan, "Loli is just, and Xiao Wu has been assigned by Lin Fan without knowing it. You can imagine that Mr. Xiao, who wants Xiao Wu to be his pet, will give up."

Of course, the above are Lin Fan's true thoughts, but Lin Fan thinks that he has followed the plot too much. If this is the case, then there are Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu... and other beauties in Douluo Continent, both big and small, etc. What's wrong with Lin Fan? The power of plot correction is so powerful.

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"It's this guy!"

Boss Xiao and other senior students were stunned for a moment when they saw Lin Fan's figure, and then they all became furious.

"Finally, I've waited for you!" Boss Xiao and others gritted their teeth. This guy finally showed up. The scene of this guy yelling in the cafeteria is still fresh in their memories!

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